Broken glass lines the streets and sparkles one by one
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A beautiful distraction created by the sun
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If only I could mould these thoughts to boney fists of rage
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Instead I disregard them all and I try to act my age
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I really want to help you let you feel free
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But I haven't much hope left and I'm saving it for me...my friend
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The stories that you tell me I already know
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Eroding like the shorelines of Lake Ontario
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It's true that if I walk away I'll end up right here
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The duct tape holds the water out but does nothing for the fear
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I really want to help you let you feel free
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But I haven't much hope left and I'm saving it for me
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I really want to help you if only you could see
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That I haven't much time left I'm so sorry
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Instead of feeling guilty I'll tie the loose ends
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To every word I say to you I can only hope it mends
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Soon these hours turn to days like all the years before
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And everything accumulates that we chose to ignore
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I really want to help you let you feel free
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But I haven't much hope left and I'm saving it for me
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I really want to help you if only you could see
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That I haven't much time left I'm so sorry...I'm sorry
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I Really Want To Help You
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| Cuff The Duke |
